1 Police work is seldom what you see on tv, and the first 9 hours of this 12 hour shift have been dull. I was left with too much time with my own horney little mind.

My softness is purring slightly and I want to get off work and get laid.

But who? and I've three more dull hours to go. The 3am to 6am hours at that.

I stroke my softness through my pants and get even more frustrated.

About this time, I see headlights approaching. My Sargent pulls up car to car, as cops do, to talk and ease the boredom. This perks my interest even more as I remember all the flirting and neck rubs after a tough night. I wonder if he means it? He's not a bad looking man and he has "the touch".

After a bit of chatting, I yawn and comment that I'm getting sleepy. Bill, we don't call him sargent out of public view, says "well if you come over here I'll bet you wake up". Now's my opportunity to explore this, so instead of a sharp reply I say "Sounds good, but here is not such a great spot" eyeing the cars driving by not 100 feet away.

I expect a teasing reply or at best an offer for after work, but instead he suggests a dirt road which is near the edge of the city that only cops and dopers seem to know about. After a bit more conversation where we both discover that we are both serious, I volunteer to go check out the area for unwanted company. It's abandoned as I knew it would be at that hour.

I quickly park and strip down to only my white lacy panties and uniform shirt, open and showing glimpses of my tanned tits. I hop onto the trunk, spread my legs slightly to show off a patch of white panty against tanned skin and blue uniform shirt. I don't have long to wait. Bill drives up behind my car and gets out. He stops to stare for a minute.

"This look a little better?" I ask. "Damn Lori, that uniform does you no justice, you've got a body." I smile and spread my legs a bit more. Bill takes his gun belt off and puts it on the hood of his car. He puts his radio where we can hear it.

Lord, don't let any thing happen now, I'm not all that interested in police work at the moment. Bill walks over and parts my shirt, cupping my breast. He strokes the nipples with his thumbs making them hard and me sigh.

He leans forward and runs his tongue across my tits, gently pinching each nipple with his lips. I groan and slide my dampening softness into his groin, slowly grinding into his beginning erection.

Bill then gives me a deep, sultry kiss, while he runs his hand down my abdomine and over my now wet softness. I gasp as he slides a finger under the panty to stroke my swelling personal place. He runs his fingers the entire length of my softness, stroking it to teasing hot excitement. He thrusts a finger inside my love and makes me gasp and writh on his hand. He pushes me back to where my back is resting on the rear window.

He pulls my panties off and runs his tongue over my abdomine and thighs, while stroking and playing my softness with his fingers.

I am now getting white hot. I writh and moan. I never dreamed the man was so good at this.

I imagine sucking his length and shudder at all the stimulus. Bill runs his tongue over my personal place and down to my love.

My body is making small jumps on the trunk. He slides his tongue back up and sucks on my personal place while thrusting his fingers inside my spasaming love.

My legs are shaking, I'm so excited. He alternates between the strokes, thrusts, long sliding toys, and sucking until I explode in orgasm.

I'm sure they heard me across town, I was so loud. Now I can see Bill has got himself very hot as well.

He has that sexy intense look in his eyes. He grabs my arms and slides me off the car. "It's my turn now" He nearly whispers in a hoarse voice.

I kneel before him, longing to see and feel his length. I love lengths and this man has me so hot I could worship it. I open his trousers as he takes off his shirt and t-shirt. He has a flat stomache with black hair. I love that and run my hands up his abdomine to his nipples . He moans as I pull his shorts down and free the most gorgeous length I have had the pleasure to see. It is long, thick, and extremely hard. The soft head stands in sharp contrast to his throbbing excitement.

I stroke it reverently, then lightly kiss the head, running the tip of my tongue over it.

He moans as I run my hands up and down the length while I suck on the head.

I take as much of it in as I can to get it wet, then suck him in and out while pulling at the length trying to milk the cum out of him. I run my tongue down his shaft to his hard knots of balls and toy them while giving him a hand job. He spreads his thighs and moans as I run my tongue behind the balls and make tiny circles. I then suck one of those precious cum producing balls into my hungry mouth and roll it about on my tongue, while continuing the fast pulling strokes of his length. He whispers now very hoarsly "Lori I want you now!" I jump up and soft placeume the position over the trunk. My soft place is pointed up, I'm on tip toes, and my legs are spread for his access to my very hot softness. He strokes me twice then thrusts the first two inches of his length into my vaginga.

I thrust back toward him trying to impale myself on his full length, but his strong hands grapsing my soft place won't allow this. He thrusts himself repeatedly in the sensitive opening of my love. I am wild now wanting his whole length. I beg him to play me please, baby, please play me. He then slams it home so hard that my tits bounce and I can feel his balls slap my personal place. I start thrusting back as hard as he is giving it to me. I can feel his length massaging the inside of my body and his balls slapping my personal place.

I can't get it fast enough or hard enough.

We are both moaning until Bill tenses and his fingers turn to vices on my soft place cheeks as he groans a deep groan and shoots his cum into me. It feels as if he shots it up to my belly button and the feel pushes me over the edge into spasaming delight. My love grabs at his length in spasams which extends his orgasm. We then keep the motion going slowly as we both wind down.

I can feel our juices running down my thighs and shudder with delight. Oh god, this was not a good idea. How am I going to keep my hands off the man? I need my job, but sex like that doesn't come along everyday.

As we clean up and head back to work, I'm already plotting how I can get him alone off work, where I'll have some real time with that fantastic length, magical hands and tongue, and that fabulously sexy mind.

I hope he's thinking the same.....